Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 138 I Killed the Dog.

God. Every part of that cordiality sounded so manufactured and phony. Deirdre was in no mood to play. the game, so she placed the box on a rack next to the door and turned on her heel.

“Miss McKinnon, wait.” Charlene stopped her as she rose from her seat with a smile. “What’s the hurry? Don’t you wanna look around? You know, enjoy the vibe now that you’re here?”

“Not interested,” Deirdre rebutted nonchalantly. She had never been interested in what the affluent upper- class considered haute couture or their glamor. The only reason she had even wanted to be Brendan’s wife was because she had loved him.

Of course, even that had gone away.

“I brought you your necklace,” she stated placidly. “If there’s nothing else you need, excuse me.”

“But there is oneeee thing.” Charlene replied quickly. Her smile deepened. Then, she fished out her phone gracefully and played a video.

cries of a dog being tortured filled the

could feel her blood boiling from her

and even though it was near death, that poor thing got its limbs lopped

her voice shaking as much as

“Why don’t you take a guess? Guess why I would have a video like this or why I seem to

eyes seemed to be quivering in their sockets. She tearfully croaked, “It… It

for sure, but he’s not completely out of his senses all the time, okay? So I gave him a buttload of money and dug a hole in the

as tears rolled down her cheeks. “How could you?!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

brighter. “Y-Y-You’re… right… It was just a d-dog…. It would have… lived a happy life… if it had been owned… literally by anyone else…” she added.” But you… You just had to… be its owner… You had so many chances… to leave us… but you k-kept…

yet in her mind’s eye, she could see Bliss crying as it stared in the direction of the mansion. Waiting for help. Waiting

like a knife

Bliss itself… It had not even gotten to breathe